chorus-------
hear no evil feel no evil, fear no evil
cause theres no evil, i see people who fears this eagle
we see this evil, feel this evil, fear this evil
but bush is nothin but puss with somethin to keep his steaple
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i walked out 2 years old with flash light
no night all day, no freight all fraid
no lies so get your facts right
as a kid im man and your puss pakistan
and thats life, figure its that right
im that guy whos not blazed but acts high
so back nine, im that fine, if you cant stand rhymes
mankind, this time i'm
ready for war, steady ta core, sight aim machetties is poised directly at boys
infested with roids, strong, netting is torn
if if fall its a damn, this is all of my plan
getting it bored, im entering more
hendering sores mentioning whores forgetting shes born
in tending to score, defendingsa chore,
im ending it more reckless than these these many of wars
ha f*** bush n f*** cheney to
we came to you, and you made us screwed
ecomony, is ironically, the parrelel to you sponsoring
it dying, and i hope the same to you
an assasination, its a placid nation
whos actin racist when ever i rap these pages
the facts are stated, wait im back to basics
so hurry up bush, your caskets waiting
hear no evil feel no evil, fear no evil
cause theres no evil, i see people who fears this eagle
we see this evil, feel this evil, fear this evil
but bush is nothin but puss with somethin to keep his steaple
now back to the track, the fact that im black is close to the fact that im whack with faggotry raps
cause if its opposite day, im rottin away, in a casket with rap which has to be back
ha outta ground, into my mouth,
pouted around, spit it back out,
whos listenin now
bitches are wowed who sit in the crowed
i figured it out, i just spit a little bit loud
get anrgy i spit mainly at dick cheney
and his zany poppa locka chocla hating big baby
george bush whos soar tush been beat to a pulp and torn squished like orange juice
more jews are for you, hillary, than the anti hitlery movement of the century
and hilterly aint a word, but neither is nizzle,
guess its not absurd that i cheated a little
my fetus would wiggle, to the sounds of my music
if im im grounded i use it to establish im stupid (not)
im a lyrical beast, hear me on beats, really im sweet
feel it n hear it on these empirical on streets
ha but if im up in the clouds f***in around
nothin but sound is thunderin down
so fear me and hear me, clearly
bush aint near me... here ye here ye!
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